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Cold metal against warm thighs,
Rickety metallic scent in your nose,
Funnel cake oil lathering your lips.
Creak by creak,
Your body rises.

At the top—
The air shifts,
A cool, fresh breath
And the last bar clicks.

Your body catapults to the side.
Braided pigtails swing awry.
Lights flash—
Red, yellow, blue, maybe green.
The crowd blurs.

Your body releases a masochistic scream.
The seat lunges forward,
As your head slams from side to side.
Trading autonomy for the ride.

A twist up,
Sends you falling.
Artificially elated,
Then gutted by gravity's blow.

Laughing or crying?
Mind vibrating too quickly to know.
Yearning for the metal to crank you up once more.

Alas, the Āhuiatēteoh¹ hear your excessive pleas.
Cascading upward,
Lows erase and highs rewire.
Richotting back and forth,
Preying on your desire.

How far are you willing to push your body
To go higher?

Footnotes

1. A group of five Aztec gods representing excess and pleasure, and the negative consequences that come with them. ↩